Chi You Joins the Battle

"Hm?"

Haotian's incarnation's descending palm suddenly halted.

He raised his head and looked toward that shattered void. For the first time, a grave expression appeared on that eternally imperious face.

Who was it?

Who could directly blast through his Saint domain in such a brutal manner?

This was not something an ordinary Quasi-Saint could accomplish!

Could it be... another Saint had entered the fray?

Tongtian? Or Qin Mu?

Just as Haotian was caught in uncertainty, a rough, domineering voice brimming with endless battle intent rolled out from the shattered void like peals of thunder.

"Haotian! I've come to have a bout with you!"

That voice seemed to carry a strange magic.

The instant its words fell, the Saintly pressure that had blanketed the entire battlefield, crushing everyone until they could scarcely breathe, melted away completely like ice and snow beneath the blazing sun!

"The pressure... is gone?"

Yang Chan and Fire Spirit Holy Mother, sheltered behind Yuan Hong and the others, sensed the change at once. To their delighted surprise, the mana that had been sealed within their bodies began to circulate once more.

The Plum Mountain demon soldiers and Asura army, who had been suppressed so thoroughly that they could not move, also climbed to their feet one after another, staring skyward in shock and joy.

The change was most apparent in Yang Jian!

The Heavenly Emperor's Sword hanging above his head, which had nearly crushed even his soul, shuddered violently at that moment. Its radiance dimmed sharply, and the terrifying pressure locking onto his True Spirit vanished with it!

"Roar!"

Seizing this once-in-a-lifetime chance, Yang Jian let out a furious roar. The Nine Revolutions Profound Skill within him spun madly as he violently broke free of the final restraints.

Gripping the colossal Shield-Axe, he flashed away and retreated